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- Evan Marlowe (Lvl 7)
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- Age: 21
- Height: 180 cm
- Weight: 73 kg
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- EXP: [█████████▒▒▒] 650/777
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It was time… well, it'd been time for a while now. My phone showed ten o'clock, and Delilah was late. Maybe she'd changed her mind, decided she didn't want to see me after I kissed her on the lips. Fuck me, what a dumb move. My stomach twisted at the thought.
I dialed Ivy, my fingers shaky. Couldn't call Delilah directly—her phone was either dead or she'd blocked me.
"Evan?" Ivy picked up, her voice casual. "What's up?"
"Hey," I said, trying to sound normal. "Do you know where Ms. Komb is? She was supposed to send me a video of her computer. Said it was making weird noises."
"No idea," Ivy said. "I won't be home tonight, though. She's probably at home."
"Oh, okay," I said. "Thanks. Have fun."
"Yep. See you."
"Hmm."
